"Madam, Mr. Ye has already said that this is just a token of his regard; you needn't take it to heart. If you don't want to accept it, there's no need to return it to the Ye Family—just throw it away,"
the butler explained with difficulty as he stood in front of the sofa, still holding the consecrated Buddha Beads in his hand.
Made of precious huali wood, each bead was of the same size, resembling a string of lustrous pearls. Even from several people away, one could smell the faint scent of sandalwood.
It wasn't an overpowering fragrance, but rather pleasant to the nose.
"..."
Qin Youxuan furrowed her brows, looking at the pile of gifts that filled the living room.
They weren't close relatives or anything; it didn't seem right to just accept the gifts.
"Return all these things to the Ye Family, and tell Ye Zhanxing not to send anything else my way. I'm Dan Hanjie's wife, I can support myself, and from now on, throw out anything that comes from the Ye Family,"